Men are scum. They lie, cheat, & sometimes steal. When you need them the most, they either physically take off or emotionally shutdown. They're all the same.

Although I didn't want to admit it, deep down inside, this is what I thought of men. All men.

I guess this is the mindset that you take on if you're brought up with a poor excuse for a sperm donor.

(I often wondered what it would be like if I grew up with no father? Sometimes I thought that that would be better. At least I wouldn't have a bad example to expect everyone to follow.)

Even though I was really good with hiding my scum-tinted glasses when on dates, I can't help but feel whether or not my secret thoughts had anything to do with some promising, yet fleeting relationships coming to abrupt ends. Did I subconsciously sabotage myself? Were they cases of self-fulfilling prophecy? Or were these seemingly good guys rotten to the core?

Maybe it was a mix of factors, but aside from being hopeful, I don't think I did anything obvious to chase away potential suitors.

Whatever the case may be, I learned that it wasn't in my best interest to approach men with this mentality...even though my theories were often proven to be true.